A few weeks ago I attempted by mixing rubbing alcohol and Klonopin but stopped after a few sips because surprisingly drinking rubbing alcohol and taking Klonopin took me out of the "I have to die right now" state of mind. Obviously got hospitalized when my doc found out and saw me still unstable that day.

Haven't thought too much of drinking until today when I went for a walk and found out there is a closer liquor store than the one I thought was closest. Like, two miles closer. That's an easy 4 mile out and back walk through some pretty parts of town. I'm not gonna lie; I was really tempted to go in.

(I mean, they want me to up my calorie count, right? that's one way to do it) (that was a bad joke not my genuine thought process)

I think I'm going to load up my to-do list for the next week or so to make sure I have no time or reason to head down there, and just not kick myself in the butt if I don't cross everything off.